Chapter 31 Minagard
If Hayata learns hunting from Yamos, then at least it shouldn’t develop towards muscle power, right?
With this idea in mind, Pine discussed it with his niece, and Hayata did not object.
It has nothing to do with courage, belief and other factors. No matter how adventurous a girl is, she always loves beauty.
As a good friend of her uncle, she has also known Uncle Yamos since childhood. Compared to group training, it is obviously more suitable to study with such a powerful and familiar master.
Amidst the commotion along the way, the uncle and nephew arrived at the door of Amos's house.
“Well, you are just as stubborn as your father, and you won’t listen to any advice. Hunter training is very hard. If you feel it’s too hard one day.
I said Hayata, do you really want to stop thinking about it? How about we learn to paint and become an artist?"
Pine, who was standing in front of the Yamos residence, turned around again and babbled.
Hayata rolled her eyes, stepped forward past Pine, and knocked on the door.
The straight-line distance between Minagard City and Kokot Village is not too far, only about four to five hundred kilometers.
The Kexiuret area is a hilly area with dense mountains. Straight-line distance and actual distance are basically two different concepts.
Gordon and Pork Chop hitched a ride with a merchant who was going to the city of Minagard to sell mountain goods. It took nearly ten days along the way before the tall city walls of Minagard finally appeared at the end of the horizon.
As the distance gradually shortened, the city wall became more and more conspicuous, and Gordon's mouth opened wider and wider.
The city wall, which is more than ten meters high, is made of dark gray giant stone blocks. Even hundreds of years of wind and rain cannot shake it, but it adds a bit of enduring momentum to it.
On the wall, which is wide enough for two carriages to pass side by side, there are defense facilities and watchtowers.
As one of the most important seaside cities of mankind, Minagard City has a strong enough defense force, regardless of whether the opponent is a human army or a monster.
The large bed crossbows fixed on the city wall require at least three people to operate smoothly. With the assistance of eccentric wheels and winches, these war weapons with composite steel crossbow arms can send heavy crossbow arrows with thick arms into the air for two hundred meters. meters in the air.
Obviously, this terrible weapon was not designed with humans as its imaginary enemies from the very beginning. Their targets were monsters.
Within the optimal killing range of one hundred meters, even the flying dragon will be severely damaged, and this is only the most basic weapon in the Minagard city defense system.
Whether it is a movable fort that uses gunpowder to push huge cannonballs, or a mysterious device called the "Dragon Gun" hidden within the city wall and powered by a giant steam engine.
All of this is the result of the efforts of generations of Minagard pioneers to build up the confidence for future generations to live stably in the crisis-ridden Shuret region.
It's a pity that Gordon couldn't notice so many details at this time.
His and Pig Pork's attention has long been attracted by the endless stream of caravans inside and outside the huge city gate, as well as the bustling crowds all around that were almost pushing them forward.
Gordon can swear that the total number of people he has seen in his life is not as many as the people at the gate of Minagald at this time.
After finally squeezing through the city gate, Gordon's head kept turning around.
Anyway, he is just a country bumpkin who came to the city for the first time, so what should he feel ashamed of? Gordon didn't deliberately hide his surprise and novelty, looking around all the way, satisfying his curiosity wantonly.
As he got closer to the trade circulation area where commercial activities flourished, Gordon clearly felt that more and more hunters were passing by.
For young hunters, compared to the dazzling array of goods on the stalls and the wide variety of shops on the street, it is the "companions", or to be precise, the equipment on their bodies, that are more interesting.
“Wow! Look at it, Pork Chop! That set of red armor is so handsome! The shoulder armor is so elegant and flamboyant! It should be made of some kind of crustacean monster material, right?”
“Aha, that armor looks like an iron bucket, but it has very high defense!”
“Huh? Pork Chop, look at that eldest sister’s equipment. It doesn’t have much fabric, and her belly is exposed. Doesn’t she feel cold?”
Pork Chop carefully shrank his head, praying that Gordon's impolite comments would not attract the attention of the equipment owner.
Fortunately, this guy paid attention to lowering his voice, otherwise he might have attracted a scolding from a "belly-revealing lady".
This mother is looking for lightweight shooting equipment!
After wandering around for a long time, it was not until the sun began to set that Gordon finally recalled that instructor Ernest had given him instructions before setting off.
The first thing you should do after arriving in Minagard is to report to the hunter gathering.
Fortunately, the hunter meeting place was not difficult to find. I asked a random passerby and he soon came to this huge building located in the center of the trade circulation area.
Looking at the wooden salon door that had become smooth and smooth after being pushed by countless hands, Gordon was a little excited and a little uneasy, and was stunned for a while.
“What are you doing at the door? Come in quickly!”
A bold female voice with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone came from behind. Gordon felt a hand pushing on his back, and subconsciously took a few steps forward and entered the door of the assembly hall.
The loud laughter, the banging of the oak barrel on the table, and the loud orders from the waitress all came towards him.
It was really a lively event that caught people off guard.
The aroma of ale is so strong that it is almost pungent, rows of long solid wood tables, waiters passing by, and men and women who start drinking and blowing their **** before it gets dark.
The first impression that Minagarde Hunter Gathering Hall gave Gordon was more like a tavern than a place where hunters apply for missions.
"Hey, this is the first time I've seen a new face. Silly boy, where did you come from?" The female hunter who had just pushed him at the door of the assembly hall walked around in front of him and looked up and down with curiosity. Looking at him.
It was only then that Gordon noticed that the huntress in pink leather armor was the "belly-revealing sister" he had seen on the street before.
She looks to be in her twenties, with healthy wheat-colored skin, and extremely obvious muscle lines on her exposed abdomen. Her **** waves and her chest raised and her arms akimbo give people a heroic feeling.
Gordon, who had little experience communicating with young women, seemed a little shy at this time. He scratched the back of his head and said: "Hello, eldest sister, I am Gordon from Kokot Village."
Hearing this, the female hunter twitched the corners of her mouth fiercely.
The title "eldest sister" gives people the feeling that they are five years older than "sister" and "young lady" is ten years older.
Damn it.
"Sister, how old are you? Are you much younger than me?" The huntress hugged her plump **** and held her chin high, as if her nose was not a nose or an eye.
Pork Chop shrank into a ball in fear, and Gordon was a little at a loss. He subconsciously replied: "I am seventeen this year?"
“Hahahahahaha!”
A male hunter with long hair, who was attracted by the loud voice of the female hunter, laughed and joked: "This little brother is almost ten years younger than you, Oshula, he didn't call you aunt." It’s a great honor! Hahahaha!”
(End of this chapter)